Chapter 482 Why? On what grounds?

Hearing this, Yang Fan gently nodded.

"Well done."

"After this battle ends, let Yang Four and the others begin invading the Divine Kingdom of the Black Armored Beetle Race."

"Next, warfare and the development of the Divine Kingdom must proceed simultaneously."

Through this battle, Yang Fan had also gained a clear understanding of the current combat strength of his Divine Kingdom.

Among low-tier deities, his Divine Kingdom could almost be called invincible.

Since that was the case, what he needed to do next was even simpler.

Devour more Divine Kingdom Cores.

On one hand, he could use this to continuously strengthen his own Divine Kingdom talent.

On the other hand, it was also to expand the area of the Divine Kingdom more quickly.

Sustain war through war, keeping his Divine Kingdom in a state of high-speed growth at all times.

The stronger his own strength, the greater his confidence.

At present, he already possessed wealth unimaginable to ordinary deities.

And as the Divine Kingdom continued to develop, the wealth he controlled in the future would only increase more and more.

These things might still be hidden for now, unknown to the outside world.

But who could guarantee the future?

Wealth itself could not guarantee safety.

When wealth reached a certain degree, people would inevitably harbor covetous desires.

What could truly ensure that one was not targeted by others wasn't how deeply one hid, but rather being strong enough oneself.

"Yes, Master!" Yang Da nodded excitedly.

…

Inside Ma Huainan's Divine Kingdom.

The remaining believers had completely reached the point of utter exhaustion.

They couldn't even swallow water anymore, nor could they eat normally, each and every one of them reduced to skin and bones.

Their originally normal skin was now tinged with an eerie dark green.

Clearly, they had been poisoned for too long within this polluted Divine Kingdom.

Now, the remaining believers in the entire Divine Kingdom were even fewer than one million.

And the vast majority of them were in the Martial Disciple Realm.

Those tiered believers simply could not withstand such a harsh environment and had long since died amidst plagues and virulent toxins.

As for the higher-tier believers… they had all perished long ago in that previous tragic battle.

At this final moment, Ma Huainan's consciousness finally appeared within his own Divine Kingdom.

His conscious phantom floated in the sky, having already become incomparably transparent.

As if a gust of wind blew past, it would completely dissipate.

He looked at his own Divine Kingdom, his eyes filled only with boundless desolation.

After a long silence, Ma Huainan slowly took a breath.

Subsequently, his gaze fell upon the mighty and sprawling army of zombies in the distance.

"The Lu Family… Lu Mingshi…"

His voice was incomparably weak.

"The current me is already a worthless cripple."

"Before I die… can I see you just once?"

Ma Huainan no longer struggled, nor did he think about how to turn things around; he already harbored a fatal resolve.

Yet until his life reached its end, he still wanted to know an answer.

What on earth did the person who destroyed everything he had look like?

For all these days, the news he received from the outside world had always been just one name—Lu Mingshi.

Aside from that, he didn't even know what the other party actually looked like.

Therefore, he wanted to take a look with his own eyes, which could also be considered letting himself die with understanding.

The sky of the Divine Kingdom was dead silent, without any spatial fluctuations.

On the earth, the sprawling army of zombies was still steadily advancing.

Facing Ma Huainan's interrogation, Yang Fan never responded.

"The current me…"

Seeing this, Ma Huainan smiled miserably.

"Even if everything that happened here is fully synchronized to the outside world, I'm afraid no one will speak up for me."

"What do you even have to worry about?"

Ma Huainan was right.

The current him had his Divine Kingdom Foundation completely destroyed.

The once-prideful SS-rank Divine Kingdom talent had lost its meaning at this moment.

The federal supreme intelligent life protected the Peerless Prodigy-level geniuses of the Human Race, those existences who possessed infinite potential and could provide immense value for the future of the Human Race.

And the current Ma Huainan… his Divine Kingdom was in ruins, his believers were all dead, and his Foundation was completely destroyed.

Under such a state, how could he still be called a Peerless Prodigy?

Unfortunately, Ma Huainan's final request was destined to fall through after all.

Until now, no deity's consciousness had descended.

"Good!"

"Good, good, good!"

Ma Huainan suddenly let out a hoarse laugh.

"The dignified Lu Family Prodigy turns out to be nothing more than a cowering rat?"

"Do you not even dare to meet me?"

His voice grew louder and louder.

"Why?"

"What on earth did Yang Fan give you? Is he worth you helping him like this?"

"Where on earth am I inferior to Yang Fan?"

Ma Huainan's voice had completely spun out of control.

"We both came from small places!"

"He is an SS-rank Hundredfold Time Sequence, and I am an SS-rank Martial God Body!"

"Why?"

"Why is he able to intermarry with the direct-line daughters of two of the Five Great Families at the same time?"

"Why, the moment his father-in-law makes a move, he gifts him a planet of life?"

"Why is he able to casually pull out two hundred trillion Divinity Points to establish his own company?"

"Why does his wife, Lu Wan, want to help him like this?"

"Even sparing no effort to enlist an expert like you to make a move for him!"

One interrogation after another echoed in this dead-silent sky.

Ma Huainan's eyes were bloodshot.

"I am not resigned!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"My life has clearly only just begun! I haven't even seen the true heights yet…"

"On what grounds? On what grounds must it stop right here!"

His voice grew lower and lower.

"On what grounds…"

In the end.

A dignified deity actually hugged his head in the high altitude right in front of his remaining believers, crying bitterly like a gambler who had completely lost everything.

He didn't understand, nor was he willing to understand, and even less was he willing to accept it.

Yang Fan, who was located in the Divine Kingdom Core, took in this entire scene.

Yet his expression never showed any change at all.

Ma Huainan had indeed lost his value, but this did not mean Yang Fan would show up to mock the other party.

On the contrary, showing up at a time like this was true stupidity.

For an enemy whose death was already doomed, there was simply no need to add any unnecessary risks.

What did it matter to him if an enemy died with eternal regret?

Once Ma Huainan completely died and the Divine Kingdom Core was taken away, this battle would naturally end.

Yang Fan certainly wouldn't be like the villains in certain storybooks who insisted on running in front of the enemy at the final moment to enjoy the thrill of victory and blurt out a few nonsense words.

That wasn't being strong; it was increasing risks for oneself.

A true expert had no need whatsoever to prove their strength to a loser.

As for Ma Huainan's current despair, pain, and unwillingness…

Yang Fan didn't even have much interest in appreciating it.

Because right from the start, Ma Huainan was merely a stumbling block on his path to becoming a deity.

Now that stone was already trampled underfoot.

Since he had already walked past it, why bother looking back?

The height of life did not lie in how many people you trampled down, but in how far you could continue to walk.

Therefore, Yang Fan simply watched quietly, waiting for this battle to finally end.